I Really Miss You

1st May 2015

I stare at the picture on my wall, my eyes droopy with sleep, but I refuse to sleep until he comes back. T, just come back this once—I really miss you. I've been having nightmares for the last few nights. In those nightmares, I always see your lifeless body being dragged into a dark alley as I lie on the cold path, shivering and freezing from the frosty wind. I can barely hear my own voice as I mumble your name. I asked everyone, but no one told me where you went. I really miss you. Please come back. I won't ever bully you. You can eat all my snacks. I won't ever hide in the dark and scare you. I will never pinch your cheeks. But please, just come back. Let me see you once—just once—so I know you're healthy and doing fine. Then you can leave again.

20th November 2020

I stare at the picture on my wall. It's been five years, and I still know nothing about you. I've searched all the social media sites, called all our common friends, but no, you are nowhere. Were you a dream that I've mistaken for reality? If so, then you were definitely a beautiful one. I know by now I should have forgotten you, but that warm smile and those beautiful pools of sweet honey in your eyes haunt me every night. I don't have nightmares anymore, but I still remember you every day. I just hope you are safe. I went to your house the other day and watered that orange tree we planted way back. The first time I went to your house after you left, that plant was dying, but now that I've watered it for five years, it has grown into a huge tree. The uncle in your neighborhood says it will have oranges this year, but didn't we promise to eat the oranges together? I really miss you. Please come back.

2nd February 2023

I stare at the picture on my wall and smile to myself. I finally don't miss you. I've been busy for so many days that I haven't had time to think about you. I'm happy that I'm finally letting you go. Maybe I'll even forget your face, then your memories, and eventually your existence in a few years. If we ever cross paths again, I won't look in your direction because if I do, all the progress I've made in these nine years will go to waste. I don't want to miss you, so never show me your face again.